Song Chongjin hadn't spoken yet, but Wang Yongzhu had already regained his composure, "Thank you, Scholar Gu! And thank you, Aunt Li! We owe you a great favor today, which will be repaid in the future! My mother has already broken her fever, and I can take care of her by myself! Aunt Li's already busy cooking for your family, it's already strenuous enough for her, I can't trouble her to take care of my mother too! We appreciate your kind sentiments, but we can't do that!"
Seeing the two's resolute attitudes, Gu Zikai didn't say much more; he couldn't very well bluntly say, don't worry, I feel bad for you and don't want you to suffer.
He could only take his leave.
Before leaving, he sincerely said, "If there's any need to run errands or lend a hand, just call out over the courtyard wall, don't be too polite! We're lucky to rent Brother Song's courtyard, let's consider ourselves as family, there's no need for formalities!"
